We’re immersed in fall and the temperatures are finally cooling. Our brains adjust accordingly and things that normally do not suddenly enter our minds.

It is with this spirit of acknowledgment that I embark on a random, meandering course of non-action regarding certain things about to be written.

Noise-canceling earbuds. If they were truly noise canceling, none of the noise that substitutes as music would ever come through them at all. I remember sitting in a plane (let the daredevils get on them) and the passenger to my right delighted in telling me as he sat down and adjusted his music contraption, “Don’t worry about my music bra, these earphones are noise-canceling.” I want to say that made me feel better for about 10 seconds–the amount of time it took before I realized the noise wasn’t canceled at all.

 

Ankle socks don’t really cover your ankles. They come up to the part of your foot where your ankles actually begin, but that’s about it. So technically, they should be referred to as below ankle socks. The whole thought of ankle socks makes me wonder if they make something like half-foot socks. You know what I’m speaking of. It’s like socks that start from the half-way point of your foot to the ends of your toes. This is like 1/2-below ankle socks. There. I put that all out there. As in many other posts, feel free to run with this idea if it’s not already taken. You’ll probably just need to come up with a better name.

Cell phones sitting on top of the phone cradle of a VoIP phone look strange. Well, I’ve placed my cell phone on the part of the VoIP phone that sits in the cradle and is the part you hold to your ear and talk through. I don’t know why it looks strange, but I guess for me it’s because it represents two pieces of technology that are different yet can be used for the same thing: making and receiving telephone calls. Strange huh. I guess it’s not just me that thinks this way after all.

Why isn’t Halloween a month-long holiday? People get melancholy when summer ends. I get forlorn when Halloween ends. This is why I propose making Halloween a month-long event that ends November 1st. Scary movies are playing in theaters and on TV the entire month of October. This is obviously in anticipation of Halloween, which as it currently exists, is just for one day. I’d be willing to compromise on how long we can do things like trick or treat. Maybe only two days of trick or treating instead of a whole month. It’s just lousy how in Halloween’s current form you are totally shocked when one minute you’re experiencing Halloween in October and in the next, Halloween is over and it’s November and Thanksgiving is next. That’s pretty messed up and should be a whole other item to talk about here; just as soon as you’ve gotten past the walking dead of Halloween, you’re reserving an organic turkey to consume towards the end of November.

What are the chances dumb watches make a comeback? I had to ask as I have several dumb watches that I’ve been holding on to that I haven’t gotten around to having the battery replaced. I’m sure they’d all work just fine if I did replace the battery. It is pretty amazing for me to think of how dumb watches have evolved into smartwatches. Both dumb and smartwatches typically require batteries. So how dumb or smart is either type of watch? Maybe we should consider a windable smartwatch or a smartwatch that runs on wind power. Little windmills could occasionally pop up on the top of the smartwatch’s surface to provide power for all the wonderful things a smartwatch can show you about. Again, and as for ankle socks that really don’t cover your ankles up above, feel free to run with this idea if it’s not already out there. And also again, you’ll probably need to come up with a better name than a smartwatch as a small windmill atop the watch’s surface may call into question just how smart the watch actually is.

In any event, all of this would be part of my general philosophy that it’s better to create something that is different than it is to consume something that is better. Yeah, I know, I’m starting to ramble, if not making better sense. But I’ve overstayed my welcome and must now take my leave.

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